Тексты песен «Judd And Maggie»

There is a cure for the ill in me There's no luck no chance About who I'm supposed to be The wind blows pure It's gotta come from somewhere Against this grain I've never been so sure That there is a cure I want inside...

We don't get everything There's so little we need So why do you want everything So easy and clean In a city full of big lights that light up nothing at all at all It's so hard to love you and it's easy to leave But look...

I built a palace I built it to scale Alone in a jungle of thunder and hale I walked all the hallways I was amazed I was the lost one you couldn't save There are two kinds of people They both spin a tale Complex as a web...

Something about the way you say shutup Makes me know I'm gonna miss you I'm gonna have to do without plenty of things And these bleeding wings are almost off So would you let me apply myself to you And let me sing as...

Is this the good the beautiful and true Can't see the battle when it's right in front of you In the mirror I know a weary heart when I see one I see one Is this the good the beautiful and true Can't see the battle when...

I just woke up grinding my teeth And I swear it's because of you I write five times you reply four I don't think that you're just slow Knocking me down just like all the boys Shoved away in your attic like an...

Is it ok if I should stay here at home and in my bed So warm and dark a womblike ark So my clothes never get to tight And my worldview of toys and shoes can occupy my closed off mind Reposed and tired trapped in the...

Fog on the window Snow in the yard Cold is a feeling And it finds your heart If you're on your way then I'm not awake And if I'm not awake then I must be dreaming This can't be real Tell me it isn't true I drank all...

My heart's a sponge it's soaking up love My skin's a screen it let's nothing in but I'd let it open for you I'd let it open for you There is a flame I'm scared to know Need you to put it where it goes but I'd let it...

As cold as they come I need to hear stories What has been finished in people like me And I've often wondered how good stories end The closer the more I'm impressed I try like the rest to write my own story But somehow...

Crying in my book Hiding from the air There's no brilliant bloom here staring at the stairs They've never looked so big I've never felt so small I used to paint pictures Now I only paint walls Seize me like a seizure...